Lyrics ВИА Cannibal Bonner - Вождь

Leader! The rumor went to the Kremlin
Once again the mustachioed leader returned
Thunder! On a clear day
He thundered from the sky
I looked out the window
Hipsters like the wind
Blowed off the streets of the city
Creative class In the expectation of a storm
Hidden and quieted down

Someone was waiting for the pogrom
Anticipating a fee
Overdue accounts
As the shower came off
It was heard here and there
Shadows in the yard
Is this really
Scary Black Funnel
With a zemiranem heart waiting for creak
That the doorbell rang at the door

On his face his mustache
This is exactly the leader
Wrote in a tweet from the Kremlin
He will remember everything
And pants from horror
I got soaked in my
But they ran in vain
Liberals with heels sparkling
Through the weeds
No one knew yet
It's just in the Kremlin
Dzhigarkhanyan arrived

And I submitted
How Siberia filled up
Glamorous people
They all sent Kozhd
What would they have without money
They lived there as they could
They remembered the shame
They took up useful
Creative work
In the meantime, we are waiting
What is about to be heard thunder
And the dirt will wash away the rain